I’m Not Religious But Man. Sometimes I Can’t Help But Hope That There’s Someone Out There Listening

Girls when there are books to be read and spooky movies to be watched but they have responsibilities they must tend to

"I wish you joy" Jane Austen, from a letter to her brother Frank (26 July 1809)

Paris lesbian club, 1934

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tsukishima kei x reader

warnings: afab! reader, mentions of unprotected sex, unclear relationship between reader and tsukki, kei is bad at feelings

you hear tsukishima shuffling in the bathroom as you lay on his bed.

looking up at his ceiling, you try to figure him out: is he the kind of guy who’ll kick a girl out after he sleeps with her? will he let you stay? should you get dressed and make a run for it while he’s busy?

instead, you stay where you are, only choosing to drape your arm over your face, the crook of your elbow resting over your eyes. you close them. you’ll leave it up to him to decide what he wants to do with you.

would he walk you home if he kicked you out?

eyes still closed, you hear him come back into the room. you brace yourself for rejection and the eventual walk of shame.

the bed dips as he kneels on it, inching closer to you.

you feel him tap the side of your naked thigh, “open your legs,” he says

you do so, choosing not to remove your arm from covering your face until you feel him clean the mess in between your thighs with a damp hand towel. you guess it’s the least he could do before kicking you out— given that most of the mess is his.

he sighs once he’s finished, discarding the rag, eyes still not meeting yours as he makes his way to the dresser across the room.

“you…” he drags the question out as he rummages through the top drawer.

“want a shirt?”

you hum, and he throws it over to you.

he’s pacing the room again, picking up the various clothing items you were each wearing before the night’s encounter.

you see him fold your pants, the shirt you were wearing, and your bra. he picks up your panties and finally, shyly, meets your gaze, cheeks coloring.

he throws these at you, too. you to put them on.

he’s back to his drawers, pulling out a clean pair of sweatpants for himself. the waistband rests low on his waist as he finally, finally, comes back to bed.

“umm,”

you take this as your cue to leave, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed, searching his room for your phone, your keys, your wallet.

“i tend to run pretty cold at night,” he begins, clearing his throat, “do you want an extra blanket incase-

“are you leaving?”

he cuts himself off when he realizes you’re collecting your belongings, your pants already in hand, waiting for you to put them on.

you feel like a deer caught in headlights. your mouth falling open into a soundless oh.

“you want me to stay?” you ask him, unsure

immediately, tsukishima gets defensive, closing himself off, “i mean, no one’s forcing you to.”

he looks away, and you feel like hitting yourself with a hammer repeatedly.

“text me when you get home.” is all he says, still not meeting your eyes.

“tsukki-”

“what.” his tone is harsh. he’s furiously picking at the skin around his cuticles.

“i-i want to stay,” you tell him, nearing him where he is sitting on the edge of his bed. while he still pretends to be upset, he’s readily parting his legs for you to nestle in between them, burrowing his head in your stomach as you stand in front of him, your fingers immediately moving to scratch his scalp the way he likes. his hands gently cup your ass, bringing you closer.

tsukishima breathes in the scent of you and him mixed together through his shirt. you’re good to him. too good sometimes.

the truth is he wants you to stay in his bed (and his heart, and his life) forever.

“call me kei,” he tells you finally, softly, “s’the least you can do after asking me to cum inside you.”

“kei,” you say, smile on your lips, savoring the syllable, “can you get me an extra blanket?”

he huffs, pulling you down to lay beside him, “you won’t need one after i’m done with you.”

i know it's hard. but i so firmly believe the strongest antidote to loneliness is reaching out first. and continuing to reach out. again and again and again. excise any scrap of shame you hold about being the person who texts first or pitches the plan or asks to get lunch. everyone is tired and busy and struggling. and afraid of feeling unwanted and unimportant. don't let the people you love feel that way. reach out first. don't be a ghost in your own life.

no yeah i cant hang out sorry. yeah im hugging my pillow in bed today. yeah no itll be for a while. maybe for forever. OK bye

Asahi was honestly very hesitant when it first came to physical affection when you both started the relationship during the first few dates to the talking stage even after six to seven months he was very nervous

Not to mention Asahi was very sensitive to compliments directed towards you. He was never use to this. Someone being generally happy to be in a romantic relationship with him

I think this was because he has this reputation of being a massive delinquent but in reality he was an introverted straight A student that aspired to be a local fashion designer and own a little local boutique for everyone no matter age size or color could enjoy but is was hard to do it because everyone assumed he was just going to fall off the latter and be a drug/mafia lord.

Asahi had a single relationship before you. This person lied and emotionally abused him along with constant cheating that he knew of. luckily the Volleyball team helped him through it. That was in his second year of high school and once he was able to go to his dream college only in his second semester of his first year he built up the courage to ask out you the (whatever your major is) student.

These trust issues and bad habits broke as soon as your eight months hit you two went out to celebrate at a board walk playing games and eating. Until is guy came up to you and started hitting on you. You were extremely uncomfortable so as soon as he came in range after getting you both desert he was furious he quickly placed the food down at the table and stormed over. Placing his large hand at the small of your back while holding this territorial glare that would even frighten off Ushijima

This caused the man to literally fall and run away. You were then bombarded with affectionate words, affirmations and lingering touches from then on.

You made him realize that you can’t be afraid of the undeniable so with you by his side he became confident and pride himself in his looks causing him to also become a model and made his fashion line well known worldwide…

Oki birthday hcs? How about how the kurasuno boys would plan a surprise party? Or what they do on their own birthdays?

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HI, I’M SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT </3 I saw this the day after my birthday at work, started writing the day after, and then now I tried to write more but I’m really struggling to write more than three characters D: I’ll have to smush it down to Asahi, Daichi, and Suga if that’s alr! 

How the Karasuno 3rd years would react/celebrate your birthday! 

- They all definitely knew beforehand... Just kidding, only Suga and Daichi knew besides Coach! Those two like to know what’s important to their teammates!  - Everyone except for Daichi and Suga are just “WHAT?!?!” and immediate panic to start party planning!  - Like it’s you!! Everyone loves you so much, how could they not plan?!  - But it’s fuckin’ chaos to plan who buys what... Stuff can get expensive! Not all of them have jobs!  - Until Coach just tells them he’ll bring stuff. Then it’s settled (They just can’t let him choose what to bring... Old man tastes are a no-go! /j)  Daichi 

Daichi is the one who tells everyone along with Sugawara, he finds it amusing how Tanaka and Nishinoya start freakin’ out (Asahi is quietly panicking). He takes control over deciding who does what, he knows his players well enough to know who can do the best at certain things!  He personally takes over finding out stuff you like subtly. Like cake flavor, color, all that stuff if he doesn’t already know. Daichi knows how to smooth talk! So does Sugawara, but Sugawara can’t lie for the life of him.  Despite being calmer, he’s so excited!! Your first birthday with them?! And he’s your captain?! WOAH!!! He’s so proud of you! Sugawara 

After Daichi tells everyone, Sugawara is quick to give Asahi a good slap on the back to get rid of any negative thoughts... This will be explained at Asahi’s part but moving on! Suga is so happy that everyone is getting together to celebrate ya! Like look at his team go! And he’s part of it, even bigger yay! He’d help Kiyoko keep a list of who does what (despite Kiyoko being completely capable of doing it herself, Nishi and Tanaka are yelling out so many ideas... How could you keep up?) He cannot wipe the happy smile off his face, he’s so happy to celebrate you in any way. Sugawara may not say it well but... He appreciates you so much. You do so much for the team! And you do so much for him too... He wants to show you that he’s thankful!  Asahi

HE DIDN’T KNOW?! Poor guy feels so bad for not knowing, he never even thought to ask!! But those thoughts go away after Suga give him a back-breaking slap on the back! Ok ok! He needs to keep track!  A bit overwhelmed by Tanaka and Nishinoya literally yelling at the top of their lungs again, but secretly matching their excitement. Not only will he get to see you so happy when you see the surprise, but he gets to help!! Asahi doesn’t hesitate to take the role of planning out the decorations. Afterall, the team really hyped him up on his designing skills!  Asahi could never say this to your face, but he’s so happy that you’re friends with him. You make him so happy, you help him when his anxiety is too much, and he wants to give back to you. You’re an amazing person and you deserve to have something special! He’s gonna make sure this is the best lookin’ party you’ll ever see! (Even if it’s dollar-store decorations... That doesn’t count stop-)